Last night I dreamed that I was an M&M in a piece of chocolate cake, and all the other M&Ms were spilling out the side of the cake, because we were trying to eavesdrop on the icing. But the fork kept trying to push us back in, because (I think) it was the other participant in the conversation and it wanted its secrets kept. I DO NOT KNOW OKAY, what ( Read more... )

Greetings weary travelers!   In local news, I am sick.  The kind of sick that has my mother voluntarily changing back out of her pjs to go out and get me food that I can actually taste, which is somewhat of a miracle let me tell you.  Not that my mother is the slovenly kind, or overfond of said pjs, but she was settled in for the night so I was ( Read more... )